Miles Callahan is lead singer of the band Torn Pieces. He followed in his father's and grandfather’s footsteps, and is a lead cop on the Emergency Task Force in Toronto, Canada. When a drug bust goes wrong and he loses his best friend, life will change. Two weeks later he realizes his marriage is in jeopardy. Miles will start to think about his life, and how he ended up at this point.

Preslie Summers is an ICU nurse at the main hospital in Toronto. Six months ago she broke it off with her boyfriend. She thought he took the break well, but she was very wrong. When Preslie starts to fear for her life, who will help her heal?

Miles and Preslie have experienced the unthinkable. Now, they'll try to heal together, because two hearts are better than one.

Excerpt:

She sat on the edge of the couch for a few more moments, just taking in the surroundings. There was an acoustic guitar resting against the front window, in the living room. She knew only the basics of guitars, but had always wanted to learn how to play. Looking down, she let out a soft laugh. She still couldn’t believe she was wearing her most risqué nightgown. All that she had underneath was little bikini panties. She shook her head and stood up. She quietly walked to the bathroom. When she walked back into the living room, she checked to see if Miles was still sleeping. Then as she walked towards the guitar, she enjoyed the feel of the soft carpet between her toes. This house was inviting. What did he say, he was renting it? It would be a keeper in her book. As she sat down on the floor, she pulled the nightgown up around her. She rested her body against the window sill, and lifted the guitar onto her lap. Her knees were together and sitting to the side in front of her. She slowly started to play a few chords.

Miles had a tough time falling asleep on the couch, but when he did, he was out. Preslie never moved the whole night, so he sleep perfectly. In the past, Angie was known to toss and turn, and keep him up all night. Also, he was a light sleeper, which went with the type of job he had. You always felt on, and ready to jump into action at any moment. He never felt Preslie get up, but as he opened his eyes, he noticed she was gone. He started to come out of the sleeping fog, and realized he heard a guitar. He looked around, but didn’t see Preslie. Then he looked behind him, and there she was. It was like an angel sitting by the window. There was soft lighting shining a beautiful beam around her gorgeous body. She was holding one of his guitars, and sitting there pretending to play. He had to smile. This was just too beautiful. The guitar she was holding was one of his prized possessions. It had been signed by Jimmy Page from Led Zeppelin. He had signed it personally. God he could watch her like this all day. He looked down and laughed to himself. Hopefully his other body parts would cooperate soon, and just relax. He couldn’t stand up, when everything else was standing up, too. Shaking his head, he rubbed his eyes, and thought about cold water.

He stood and walked towards her, “Good morning, Princess.”

She smiled as she looked up at him, “Sorry if I woke you. I couldn’t resist strumming a few chords. I really have no idea how to play, but have always wanted to learn.”

Miles loved her honesty, “Well, just so happens I know this guy who plays the guitar.”

Laughing, “You do, huh?” She rested her hands on the guitar, “Was it okay that I grabbed this one?”

He sat down on the floor beside her, “Of course. Do you like Led Zeppelin?”

She looked shocked, “Who doesn’t? They’re the best. Why?”

He pointed down below her fingers, “Jimmy Page signed this for me. He has played on a guitar like this.”

She squeaked, “Oh my God.” Then she handed the guitar to him carefully, “I’m so sorry.”

He let out a laugh, “Why? You didn’t do anything wrong. If you were banging it around, that may be an issue.” He handed the guitar back to her, and moved her hair away from her face. He leaned in, with his head next to hers, he showed her a few notes.

She slowly moved her hands up to his, feeling each movement. She rested her head against his, and sighed.

Quietly he asked, “Should we have breakfast? Maybe wear clothes like normal people?” He continued to strum the chords, but moved his body closer to hers.

She nuzzled into the crease of his neck, and rested her head on his shoulder. She lightly laughed, “Do normal people really wear clothes? In the house I mean?”

He could feel her smile on his neck, and had to smile too. “Hmmm…Maybe not.” He stopped playing and moved the guitar away. He pulled her onto his lap, “Would you like to spend the day with me today?” He looked up into her eyes, “Or do you have some reality TV show to watch?”

She playfully punched him, “No.” With an innocent face, “I don’t watch reality TV.” You could see she wanted to laugh, but she was holding back.

He looked at her, and started laughing, “You’re so lying.” He shook his head, “Breakfast, then what?”

Smiling, she looked down, “Well, can we swing by my place and grab some nightgowns, or maybe clothes?” She leaned up and kissed him on his lips. Then she quickly stood up, and reached for his hand.

He was a bit surprised when she leaned in to kiss him. As much as they talked in the past weeks, and especially last night. He had to get used to physical contact with another woman. After 10 years with one woman, your mind can struggle with change. Of course, Angie was making it easy to move on. He still couldn’t believe he found Julian with her last night. The guys were going to freak. He looked up and grabbed her hand, and pulled himself up. He swatted her behind and walked to the kitchen.

About Terra:

Terra loves walking her dog, snuggling with her two cats, and relaxing with her amazing hubby. A steamy romance book is never far from her grasp, and 2:00 a.m. seems to be the sweet spot to finally put a book down and sleep. She laughs loudly, smiles often, is a bit of a klutz, and tries to always find the positive in everything.

Writing was not on the list of must-do’s for her career, but she always had stories swirling around her mind. Now, today she couldn't imagine her life without writing. She enjoys writing when the mood strikes, and will stay up late to get all her thoughts out.

When she's not writing, she’s creating recipes and learning all about bourbon and wine. Terra has had a food blog for over five years, at www.cafeterrablog.com. That’s why you will find recipes made by the characters in each of her books. Each recipe has been tested and devoured! She considers herself a bourbon and wine lover. Each book will express her love for both types of alcohol, along with beer thrown in the mix.

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